The Rise of the Sect: I am the most persistent person in the world of immortal cultivation

These people were dressed in different and brightly colored clothes, and they all looked very impressive.

Everyone in the Azure Dragon Palace wore blue robes as deep as the sea, and their hems fluttered in the strong wind, like surging waves.

The disciples of the White Tiger Palace were dressed in snow-white uniforms with a hint of majestic golden color, just like white tigers standing proudly on the top of the mountain.

In the distance, the monks of Suzaku Palace in the clouds were all dressed in bright red clothes. When the strong wind blew, they were like leaping flames, hot and flamboyant.

The northernmost ones are the monks from Xuanwu Palace. They are all tall and strong, dressed in black robes. They are calm and mysterious, like solid rocks, unmoved by the strong winds.

The one standing in front of Yan Qingying at this moment was Yuanguang Tiger Demon. Yuanguang Tiger Demon was looking at everyone and at a man in front of him dressed in green. The man was shaped like a snake, with waves like fish fins on both sides of his face, and seemed to be an alien.

The other person's face was handsome but with a bit of arrogance and unruliness, and there was a gleam of contempt in his narrow eyes.

He stood in the front row of the people in the Qinglong Palace, looking down at the Yuanguang Tiger Demon in the Baihu Palace, with a mocking arc on his lips.

The two rooms were on the verge of a showdown, and the atmosphere was as tense as a bowstring that had been stretched to its limit and could break at any time.

"Gong San, why are you blocking my way? Are you trying to test the power of my White Tiger Heart-Destroying Technique?"

Gong San was tall and slender, dressed in green. At this moment, he stuck out his tongue, which turned out to be the forked tongue of a snake, looking weird and evil.

His words, full of humiliation and insults, were like sharp daggers, directed at the Yuanguang Tiger Demons and their group.

"Look at you White Tiger Palace. You are all so timid, calling yourself the Western Killing Tigers. You don't have any spirit of our Beast Demon Sect at all. You are just a bunch of weaklings who can't stand a single blow!"

"Could it be that this time they are still serving as a foil for our Qinglong Palace and for our entertainment?"

Gong San's voice was sharp and piercing, and with the help of the strong wind, it was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.

Many people came to the White Tiger Palace this time. When the head of the Araki Hall, who had been captured by Yan Qingying before, heard this humiliation, he became even more outraged.

He looked at Yan Qingying, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

When Yuanguang Tiger Demon heard Gong Sandian's words, his face turned red with anger, his eyes were wide open like a volcano about to erupt, with raging rage burning in his eyes.

The knuckles of his clenched fists turned white due to excessive force, and his body was shaking slightly. The next moment, he took a sudden step forward, and with a "swish", before he could make any move, countless white tiger and golden blades appeared around him. Those countless Gengjin edges were as sharp as tigers and dragons, flashing with cold light, pointing directly at Gong San.

"Gong San, stop talking nonsense here! This time I want to see what makes your Qinglong Palace so strong."

Yuanguang Tiger Demon had a bad temper, and Gong San was as fast as lightning, instantly blocking the Yuanguang Tiger Demon.

At this time, a white-haired old man came over, gently pressed down Yuanguang Tiger Demon's arm, and spoke with a firm and gentle look.

"Junior brother, don't be impulsive. This Gong San just wants to provoke us, we must not fall into his trap. The big competition is coming soon, we need to act calmly."

When Yuanguang Tiger Demon heard this, he was still burning with anger.

Gong San had many disputes with him before. Even though he had already become a Dharma Real Person, he still hated him when he thought about the things that happened to him when he was young.

He gritted his teeth, glared at Gong San hatefully, and put the White Tiger Divine Sword back into its scabbard. His chest was still heaving violently, and some of the anger in his heart had not yet subsided.

After seeing the Yuanguang Tiger Demon, Gong San not only did not restrain himself, but laughed even more unscrupulously.

"What? You want to take action but don't dare? Yuan Guang, you are still as cowardly as when you were young."

At this moment, seeing the situation between Azure Dragon Palace and White Tiger Palace being like fire and water, Yan Qingying's face was as calm as water, but her heart was like a raging sea.

"The situation of the Beast Demon Sect is far beyond my imagination."

Yan Qingying took a deep breath, slowly raised her head, looked straight into Gong San's eyes with a sharp gaze, and her voice was crisp but powerful.

At this time, Yuanguang Tiger Demon spoke again.

"Gong San, verbal disputes are meaningless. A truly powerful person will speak with strength on the battlefield. This time, Qinglong Palace will definitely make you pay a heavy price for your arrogance!"

Gong San was slightly startled, and said disdainfully: "Humph, what a big tone! I want to see how powerful your White Tiger Palace with only two or three cats and kittens can be!"

After saying this, he sneered.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a tense situation, a loud and majestic voice, like the ringing of a huge bell, suddenly rang out above the peak.

"That's enough! You are all so old, stop it! This is the arena for the Beast Demon Sect's competition, not a place for you to quarrel and act wild! If anyone dares to cause trouble here again, they will be severely punished!"

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man with white hair and dressed in a golden robe, walking slowly towards them with steady steps.

Although his figure is not tall, he gives people an invisible sense of oppression, like a towering mountain, which makes people afraid to approach.

After seeing this old man, everyone lowered their heads and then spoke.

"Meet Elder Xuanfeng."

This old man had a very high prestige. At this moment, almost no one dared to look at him directly. Even Yuanguang Tiger Demon and Gong San took a step back and dared not speak. They could only snort coldly and turn their heads to the side, but even so, they all saluted to Elder Xuanfeng to show respect.

Elder Xuanfeng glanced at everyone, his eyes revealing sternness and warning. Then, he spoke slowly.

"This Grand Summit Competition is a major event for our Beast Demon Sect. I hope you can cherish this opportunity. The Snake Demon Ancestor will also be here soon."

At this moment, after Elder Xuanfeng mediated, no one dared to say anything more.

"Welcome to the ancestor."

At this moment, when Elder Xuanfeng was speaking earnestly, he suddenly opened his mouth, as if he had sensed something, and bowed respectfully in a certain direction.

Just as he bowed.

Suddenly, the sky and the earth changed color. The originally clear sky was instantly covered by rolling dark clouds, as if the end of the world had come.

Everyone looked up in horror, only to see a gigantic three-headed snake demon flying across the sky. The body of the giant python was as huge as a mountain, and its scales were flickering with a cold light. Each of its heads was as big as a palace, and its bloody mouth was open as if it could swallow everything in the world.

The three heads on the left and right and the one in the middle were staring at the ferocious horn with such ferocious and hideous looks on their faces that everyone present was terrified and cried out subconsciously.

"I've met my ancestor!"

Before everyone could recover from the extreme shock.

Next to the huge three-headed snake demon, a slightly smaller snake demon slowly emerged.

This snake demon is very beautiful. It is green all over, has three heads, and is more than ten feet long, although it is not as big as the previous one.

But the aura emanating from his body was equally powerful, and his eyes were like two will-o'-the-wisp fires, quietly scanning the crowd below, but his mission was a little unclear, and he shook his head randomly.

This snake demon is extremely powerful. As soon as it appears, it looks down on the world. Its power is beyond people's imagination.

At this moment, Yuanguang Tiger Demon in the White Tiger Palace also had a pale face, cold sweat on his forehead. He suppressed the fear in his heart and whispered.

"You youngsters are really ignorant. At this critical moment, you are still calculating your own small profits."

After being scolded by the Snake Demon Ancestor, everyone was silent as a mouse, no one dared to say a word, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

At this moment, Yan Qingying seemed to have discovered something. She turned her head subconsciously, and her eyes fell on the majestic and terrifying three-headed snake demon behind her. In an instant, her eyes suddenly changed and shook wildly.

Yan Qingying stared into the eyes of the three-headed snake demon, and an indescribable sense of familiarity surged into her heart like a surging tide.

At this moment, a faint light occasionally flashed in the cold vertical pupils of the three-headed snake demon, as if he had looked into its eyes countless times in the depths of distant memory. This inexplicable familiarity stirred up a sea of ​​​​water in his heart, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind rapidly.

Not long after, as if struck by lightning, Yan Qingying's mind suddenly became clear, and an astonishing guess came out of her mouth;

"This...this aura, why is it so familiar!?"

Instantly, Yan Qingying's voice trembled slightly due to excitement and shock. He raised his magic power to his eyes, and the light in his eyes flickered, and instantly shone brightly. After a while, the figure of the three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python became clearer in her eyes.

Yan Qingying looked at it carefully, not wanting to miss any details, and her brows furrowed tighter and tighter.

Faint lines appeared on the huge scales of the snake demon. Although it was covered by a special aura, Yan Qingying still caught the familiar trace.

"It's my Feitian Sect's Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python! How did it suddenly get here?"

Yan Qingying screamed in her heart, too shocked to control herself.

Several years ago, Gu Xuan from Feitian Sect entered the Alien Demonic Abyss and took away the great elder Gu Qingshu, who had transformed into the Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python. Later, Gu Xuan was trapped in the Alien Demonic Abyss for decades, and only rescued Ye Yang after he broke through to the Tiangang realm.

But the three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python disappeared without a trace.

Yan Qingying would never have thought that she would see this familiar figure here.

When he was still a cultivator at the warrior level, he was fortunate enough to see the Three-Headed Sky-Swallowing Python from afar at the Feitianmen event. The shocking scene at that time was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Yan Qingying took a deep breath, suppressed the surging emotions in her heart, and pondered the reason.

"This matter must be reported to the sect immediately. Could it be that the disappearance of the great elder at that time is related to this snake demon ancestor?"

While he was deep in thought, the three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python, which was covered in green, seemed to have thought of something after seeing Yan Qingying, and lowered its huge head slightly.

There was a complex look in the three eyes, as if they were confused and reminiscing.

"Hey..."

The three-headed Sky-Swallowing Python opened its head and let out a loud roar. Although the sound was light, it carried a strange power that seemed to be able to penetrate the soul.

At this moment, its huge body trembled slightly, and a low whimper came from its throat, as if it was responding to Yan Qingying, or as if it was telling of endless pain and grievances.

Yan Qingying was shocked and became more certain of her guess.

at this time.

The three-headed snake demon suddenly let out a deafening roar that seemed to be able to tear the sky apart, and the rolling sound waves swept around like a tidal wave, shaking everyone's blood and making them unable to stand steadily.

Immediately afterwards, from behind the huge body of the Sky-Swallowing Python, a sky-reaching stone tablet emitting a strange glow slowly rose.

The stone tablet was engraved with crooked and strange runes, and each rune seemed to have life, twisting and jumping constantly under the influence of evil spirit.

In an instant, the entire world was shrouded in this thick demonic energy, the sunlight was completely obscured, and the world fell into darkness.

"If you want to inherit the Heavenly Demon Stele, you need to win the competition and let our ancestors see what progress the descendants of the Beast Demon Sect have made!"

A cold, mechanical voice came from the mouth of the huge three-headed snake demon, echoing continuously in this dark space.

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly and waves of emotion surged in their hearts.

Seeing that the Snake Demon Ancestor finally spoke, Yuanguang Tiger Demon snorted coldly and took a step forward.

"I, the White Tiger Palace, will participate."

After he finished speaking, he looked at Gong San of the Qinglong Palace next to him provocatively. Gong San was not to be outdone, so he looked at him and nodded.

"Yes, my Qinglong Palace will not back down either."

And the other side.

On Moon-Watching Mountain.

After Ye Yang entered this turbulent space, the Evil King's Sword disappeared.

After a while, a little light gradually appeared in the black space. Ye Yang looked up and saw that the space was gray.

"This longevity barrier is a little different from before."

At this moment, as Ye Yang's cultivation level increased, he looked around and found that many things had disappeared.

The lush spiritual herbs, exotic spiritual flowers, and many ancient ruins exuding a mysterious aura of the past have now disappeared, leaving only desolation and loneliness.

It was as if time had brought a fierce storm here, sweeping away all the beauty that had once existed.

The surroundings seemed to sense Ye Yang's arrival, and there was a faint different atmosphere surging.

The surrounding air seemed to be kneaded by an invisible giant hand, becoming sticky and chaotic.

The originally stable space began to show tiny cracks like broken glass, emitting a sharp "sizzling" sound.

"This immortal barrier seems to be about to collapse. Even if I use all my magic power, the space is still shaking."

Ye Yang was shocked. He stopped, floated in the air, closed his eyes, and quickly formed seals with his hands in front of him.

The magic power in his body was like a surging tide, continuously flowing to his fingertips, accompanied by some words he muttered.

Rays of golden light shot out from the fingertips, interweaving and entwining in the air, gradually outlining a mysterious and complex spell.

As soon as the spell was formed, it swam rapidly towards the surrounding space cracks like a nimble fish.

Under the effect of the spell, the cracks began to heal slowly and the turbulence in space also eased slightly.

However, this is only temporary relief.

As Ye Yang's spiritual power was consumed, the light of the spell gradually dimmed, and the space crack showed a tendency to expand again.

At this moment, a faint voice sounded in his mind: "Daoyou, you finally came to see me..."

The sound was intermittent, but it was like a ray of light in the darkness.

"This is?"

After hearing this voice, Ye Yang flew through the longevity barrier at a high speed like a meteor, with magic power surging around his body and releasing dazzling light.

Relying on his superb body movements and powerful magic power, he was able to move freely within the barrier and break through the obstacles along the way one by one.

After overcoming many obstacles, Ye Yang came to a quiet valley.

A light mist filled the valley, under which a pool of dark blue spring water emitted a mysterious glow.

Next to the spring is an old tree that reaches the sky.
The giant tree stands in the center of the secret realm.

The trunk is so thick that it has no boundaries, and there are amazing flashes of lightning everywhere. The mottled bark is full of traces of time.

Although the branches that stretch out in all directions are no longer as lush as they once were, they still reveal an indescribable majesty.

Ye Yang quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to the old tree king, and said.

"Daoyou, I haven't seen you for many years."

At this moment, the giant tree shook its branches slightly, making a rustling sound.

As if sighing, a voice with an ancient charm sounded in Ye Yang's mind.

"Fellow Daoist Ye, your cultivation has improved so quickly that you are about to break through to the Yuanshen Dao realm. However, I am afraid that this immortal secret realm will not be able to support it and will collapse soon." (End of this chapter)